Chapter 1120


    Chapter 1120 You Know The Consequences


    Right now, Asher was filled with immense regret.


    Just how blind and foolish I am to offend such a terrifying person?


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    He was well aware that Jean would certainly do as he said. By then, he would be stuck in a hopeless


    situation.


    Just the thought of such agony made him tremble uncontrobly.


    In the end, he could only say what he knew.


    “What lies could I possibly tell when I’m in such a state? I genuinely have no idea about the details of


    the force behind all this.”


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    Jean’s eyes narrowed, his gaze flickering with a dangerous intensity. “Does that mean you know


    something other than that?”


    Asher swallowed hard, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth.


    “All I know is that the upper management of the ck market is run by people from the mafia. But


    anything beyond that, I’m not sure…”


    This piece of information, indeed, took Jean by surprise.


    Before this, he had conjectured that the ck markets of all countries were under the mafia’s sway.


    However, Asher contended that the mafia constituted merely one managerial tier within the ck


    market. There were additional higher-ups above them.


    This implied that further up the hierarchy, there were powers of even greater influence. They must have


    truly exceptional background.


    Jean and Nathaniel exchanged nces, their expressions somewhat solemn.


    Nathaniel finally spoke up at that moment. “Tell us everything you know, or else, you’ll have a taste of


    chili water again.”


    Asher, cowed into submission, answered whatever questions they had.


    “Actually, ck market managers from all countries don’t know much. This organization operates with


    utmost secrecy. Despite the illusion of high-ranking positions and influence, we aren’t genuinely


    regarded as significant or wholly trusted. We’re frequently left uninformed about various matters,


    essentially receiving a paycheck for our efforts. Furthermore, I’ve only held this role for a mere two


    years, so I possess even less knowledge about the upper echelons of the operation…”


    As he spoke, his breath quickened slightly, and he coughed twice before continuing in a frail voice,


    “Typically, I only have contact with ck market managers from neighboring countries. I heard some


    spections about the higher-ups from them.”.


    Growing impatient, Jean pressed Asher with a direct question, “What kind of spections?”


    After a moment of contemtion, Asher responded, “There are two more usible theories. One


    suggests that the individual in charge might be the leader of a prominent Western family, or possibly a


    high-ranking official from a major nation. Currently, no one can confirm the uracy of these


    spections.”


    Upon hearing this, Jean pondered over the possibilities of these two spections.


    To orchestrate a vast ck marketwork spanning multiple countries, one that had endured and


    expanded for many years, was undeniably remarkable. It seemed unlikely that a family alone could


    have orchestrated such an enterprise.


    Even though hecked concrete evidence, a faint hunch began to take shape in his mind.


    It urred to him that this matter might be intricately connected to the situation in Phison. In that


    region, there were several powerful family ns, their influence nearly rivaling that of the nation itself.


    Therefore, it seemed usible that only those influential families in Phison could have established an


    operation of this magnitude.


    Furthermore, Bartitsu Guild might have something to do with it as well.


    Naturally, Nathaniel had also considered this possibility, and his expression darkened slightly.


    A momentter, he pressed, “Is there anything else you haven’t disclosed? Come clean how, or you


    understand the consequences.”


    Asher’s face contorted with fear and helplessness. “I swear there’s nothing more! I’ve confessed


    everything I should have. Please believe me…”


    Jean cast a brief, knowing look at Asher, sensing that further interrogation might yield no additional


    information. With that in mind, he chose to let the matter rest.


    With a respectful tone, Cloud asked, “Mr. Beauvort, what do you n to do with him next?”


    Before Jean could utter a word in response, Asher had already started to plead for mercy.


    “Spare me, please! I’ve told you everything I know. I beg you, don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!”


    Jean let out a cold, mirthless chuckle. “Weren’t you so stubborn just moments ago, telling me to do as I


    please? Now, where has all your courage gone?”


    Asher was momentarily at a loss for words.


    Not wanting to waste more time on him, Jean nced at Cloud and said indifferently, “Take him away.


    Lock him up first and make sure he doesn’t die.”